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Jesus, thy beauties I explore

Jesus, thy beauties I explore

Author: James Relly
Published in 4 hymnals

Full Text

1 Jesus, thy Beauties I explore!
Who am a helpless worm;
Adoring now and evermore
Thy crucified Form.

2 When on thy Cross, my dearest Lord,
What Love didst thou display!
Eternal Annals shall record
The great, uncommon Day.

3 Down low, beneath the Wrath of Heav'n,
Thy troubled Soul did bow;
Humiliation deeply grav'n
Upon thy bleeding Brow.

4 My God! my God! was then thy Cry,
Why hast thou me forsook?
Nature, replying with a Sign,
In strong Convulsions shook.

5 More marr'd than any Man's thy Face,
Thy Judgment's took away;
Nor Men, nor Angels then could trace
Thy Mystery, thy Day.

6 Thou didst, when in the Depths of Hell,
An awful Silence keep;
No Tongue like thine can ever tell
The Horrors of the Deep.

7 Strong Pains of Death encompass'd Thee,
And hellish Pangs were felt,
That thou might'st set thy Children free
From all their Sin and Guilt.

8 Tho' Satan once did us enslave,
Now thou hast bruis'd his Head;
And in thyself didst fully save
Thy lov'd, thy royal Seed.

9 Hence everlasting Praise belongs
To thee our God and King:
Do thou but influence our Songs,
And we will ever sing.

Source: Christian Hymns, Poems, and Spiritual Songs: sacred to the praise of God our Saviour #I.LI

Author: James Relly

James Relly was born about 1722 at Jeffreston, Pembrokeshire, Wales, and died in 1778. He was converted to Christianity during the Great Awakening ushered in by George Whitefield. He worked under George Whitefield as a Calvinistic Methodist preacher and missionary. However, Whitefield and Relly separated ways over Relly's seemingly universalist teaching that all humanity was elect (i.e. saved) when Christ took the punishment for all sin when he died. He also departed from both the Calvinists and Methodists by taking the doctrine of Justification further, in teaching that believers no longer sin and the Law's sole purpose is to condemn humanity and point them to Christ. He was the mentor of John Murray, the founder of the Universalist Ch… Go to person page >

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First Line: Jesus, thy beauties I explore
Author: James Relly
Language: English
Copyright: Public Domain


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